Chapter 10

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Tonya POV

"FUCKING HELL!"

Running through the dungeon, I notice my HP is almost at zero. The healer of the party isn't the best and it's setting me on the edge.

"The healer again?"

Miles is on my phone, playing his own game that brings him ease. I find myself facetiming him when I play my games. It's like a middle ground of us relaxing together before or after a long night of crime fighting and running.

"Yes. It's the fucking healer."

He chuckles a bit, "This is what happens when you play Final Fantasy. Masterpiece my ass."

I smile, "Come on, give it a chance!"

He shakes his head as he moves around, "Naw I like my peace of mind."

"Fair enough."

Calming down, I decided to finish the dungeon and start gathering and weaving new armor. Enjoying my time, I continue to chat with Miles. Spilling whatever's on my mind.

"I'm not gonna lie, I have a taste for Airheads, but the corner store has been sold out for a minute."

I don't know why they're always out of Airheads but on god, I'm ready to fuck up their supplier. He hums softly, continuing to listen as I explain my detailed plan on how I'm going to make the prettiest dress in the game.

This makes him chuckle.

Soon the call ends, confused I hear the window open to reveal Miles. Happy he smiles at me warmly, pecking my lips he drops a large blue bag. Looking at it my eyes glow at the sight of the bag full of Airhead.

I look at him and he shrugs his shoulders, flushed, "You said you were craving it."

Placing my controller down, I jump on him, kissing him gently.

Holding me, I smile as he pulls me away from my computer and onto the bed. I look up at him and smile, "Every time you come over we always end up in the bed."

He smiles, and you, get your brain out of the gutter.

"It comfortable."

I hum softly, as he swipes on his phone I close my eyes enjoying the warmth. Wearing Miles shirt and a pair of shorts, I feel him hand rub my stomach gently. Putting me at ease I speak softly, "How's your family doin?"

He speaks softly, "My Uncles the same, shop is going well, and Ma is doing good too."

His tone shifts when he's talking about his Mom. I hum softly, "Miles, what's wrong?"

His hand stops, opening my eyes I stare at the ceiling. Sitting up, I look down at him but he's already looking at me.

"The rent raised again, it getting harder for her, has to take more shifts. She's home less."

I can see the frustration in his eyes, slipping out of bed I walk over to my desk. Pushing the flimsy wood, it opens revealing a long duffel bag. Pulling it out, I can feel his gaze.

Looking back at him I pick up the bag and plop it on the bed. Looking at him I tilt my head, "Now I trust you, and you've seen me fight. So keep this between you and me."

He raises an eyebrow, understanding my words, feeling a bit confused as well. Unzipping the bag stacks of cash are revealed making him sit up.

"What the hell?"

I rapping a rubber band around my wrist, counting the cash with ease, "I don't trust the banks, King Pins hands are everywhere and I don't want him taking my shit."

Counting 5k, I wrap it up, tossing it to him, I zip the bag and put it away securely. He looks at the cash still confused and surprised, "This should help, I can send more monthly."

Looking at me I sit next to him on the bed, "Listen, if you ever need help, weather it's you or your family, I'm always here."

Dropping the cash he pulls me forward, kissing me generously. I'm a bit surprised at first, but I quickly melt by his touch. Pulling me closer he gets me comfortable on his lap. Holding my hips steady he doesn't let go, keeping me in a daze.

Feeling the breath slip from me I pull away only for him to kiss me again.

Fuck he's intoxicating, he's like a drug.

Placing my hands on his shoulders, I lean into him one last time before he pulls away from me. Looking in his eyes, he leans his head against mine.

"Turn around."

I'm a bit confused, "Huh?"

Looking into my eyes, his grip tightens around my hips.

"Turn around."

Moving me around roughly, I freeze as he whispers in my ear.

"Lean back, and relax."

Following his instructions, I lean against his chest. I can feel his lips twitch upward, "Good."

Pulling up my shirt he touches my exposed stomach, kissing my neck I swallow my moan.

He whispers again, "If you want me to stop anytime, tell me."

I nod my head making him grip my jaw, "Speak."

"I will, I'll tell you."

My stomach turns in delight, kissing my cheek, he proceeds continuing to my stomach and further down below. Slipping his hand on my pants, he touches the little hairs and warmth of my skin. Circling my clit I suck in my breath, but he doesn't stop.

Going at a steady motion, I try to control my voice, kissing along my neck he speaks thickly.

"Don't hide it."

Understanding he nibbles on my neck, making me moan softly.

"Miles..."

He hums, waiting for me to say more, but it feels impossible as his finger drives me over the edge. Going lower he plays with my dampen hole, slipping his finger inside, I roll my hips.

Curing under my breath he kisses my neck, sucking on the skin.

"Fuck Miles please."

He chuckles darkly, "What? Feels good?"

I nod, making him speak lowly, "Speak Princesa."

"It feels good, really good."

"Good."

Continuing he goes deeper, using his other hand to slip off my shorts. Kicking them off he kisses my neck before going deeper. Moans fill the room, then a loud cry as he touches my special spot.

"Found it."

Attacking it, I grips my hips, keeping me from wiggling to much. Leaning my head back it rest against his shoulder. Growing closer I speak softly, unable to wipe the drool threatening to fall.

"Miles please!"

He goes faster, "I know Princesa, don't hold it."

Following his instructions, I cum, shaking a bit as I come down from my high. Slipping out from me he comforts me, "You ok Chiquita?"

I nod my head, setting me down he walks away, the sound of running water distracts me. Lost in thought he returns, leaning me up gently, I smile at him. He returns it, wiping my cheek, then my lips, only to kiss me deeply.

Fuck I'm falling for him.

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